I came of age being use to being touched by guys. Most times incidentally during the game and a few times not so innocently, but my brothers put a qui...k stop to it if they thought it was intentional and not just in the course of play.Fast forward a few years and there’s the guy (from the first chapter)I’ve been giving oral pleasure to for a few months.Back then, I would have called him my “boyfriend” but looking back, he never took me anywhere, never acknowledged me as his girlfriend and only. " She really wanted to go and masturbate but she did not want to miss out on the opportunity to get close to his sexy body."Miriam, you and Jen have become 2 lovely young ladies. I cannot believe I have not notice how hot the 2 of you have gotten." She could not believe her father just said he thought she was hot. If this was just some guy she would have leaned over and kissed him. She just smiled up at her dad and said "you know your pretty hot too dad." As soon as she said it she could not. It wasn’t because I hated the town but I knew in order to make something of myself I had to go. Growing up in a two bedroom home resembling that of old slave quarters made me want more for my family. I studied hard and put myself through school with the help of scholarships and grants. Becoming an Internal Medicine doctor was hard work and even harder if you were a double minority, an African American woman. Not only was moving back a good opportunity for Samson but this was the ideal community. She wanted nothing more than to be lifted from her feet and taken away to a quiet place. Alayna took Damien’s hand and lead him out of the crowd through the door and into the night. He followed her into the parking lot until she turned around and faced him. “That was amazing!” Her voice was so delegate and soothing. Damien smiled and spoke, “I’ve wanted to do that since the first moment I saw you dance.” “Well, what took you so long?” Alayna smiled as she came closer to him. “I was just.